Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Ao Lingchen took the Spatial Ring from Sikong Honghua's hand and respectfully gave it to him. He stared straight at Sikong Honghua.    

That pair of clear eyes seemed to be able to speak.    

Sikong Honghua looked at him and instantly understood what he meant.    

This was too much. The treasure had clearly been taken away by him, yet he still wanted to pay the price of his life.    

Sikong Honghua suppressed the thoughts of cursing in his heart. He looked at Ao Lingchen and said nervously, "The things have been taken away by you. We can't take them out now."    

Seeing Ao Lingchen's frown, Sikong Honghua forcefully swallowed his throat and quickly said, "We don't have any, but we can get them."    

Sikong Honghua did not dare to resist.    

His big brother's strength had far exceeded his own, and he had been beaten so badly. If he continued to resist, he was afraid that he would be beaten so badly that he wouldn't be able to take his human form.    

He was afraid that those slaps wouldn't be easy to deal with.    

Looking at Sikong Honghua's nervous expression, Ao Lingchen was silent for a moment. "Alright, I can allow you to deposit your hard-earned money later. Within three days, each of you will send me 500 Spirit Essence worth. If not, I don't know what I will do. "    

Pak pak pak!    

As he spoke, Ao Lingchen grasped his left fist with his right hand, and a crisp sound of a finger rang out.    

"Understood." Sikong Honghua subconsciously swallowed his throat.    

The movement that he usually did felt quite pleasant to the ears, but now it sounded so terrifying.    

"Then get lost. Remember, three days. If you don't see me working for money in three days, then I don't mind becoming the King of Hell."    

Ao Lingchen glared at Sikong Honghua coldly.    

As for Sikong Wuxin, he didn't have the mood to pay attention to him anymore. That guy's face was swollen from being slapped by him. He couldn't even speak.    

"Remember this." Sikong Honghua nervously carried the dying Sikong Wuxin on his back and left in a hurry.    

He did not want to stay in this place for even a second.    

Looking at the two people who had disappeared from his sight, Ao Lingchen frowned slightly.    

The battle just now had been very satisfying, and the way he slapped made him very happy.    

However.    

"It's a pity that these two are still too weak. There's simply no chance for them to test out the new combat skills they've obtained."    

Ao Lingchen didn't forget his purpose just now.    

He wanted to use the two sandbags that he had delivered to test what realm his current physical strength had reached.    

Besides that, he had something else to test.    

It was a combat technique that appeared out of thin air in his mind when the Blood Essence of Dragon Emperor melted when he reforged his bones.    

However, Sikong Wuxin and his brother were still a bit weaker than him. They were unable to force him to his limits.    

He didn't even force out the limits of his physical body, let alone force him to test that magical combat skill.    

The blood and Qi in his body surged, and the feeling of a powerful force surging out from his body was really satisfying.    

However, Ao Lingchen still wanted to know what his limit was.    

Know yourself and know your enemy, and only then can you win a hundred battles.    

If you don't even know your own limit, how can you truly know yourself and your enemy?    

After the Sikong brothers left, Ao Lingchen also left the courtyard and headed towards the Sutra Library of Saint Asura Sect.    

This time, Ao Lingchen didn't care too much about the Sikong brothers dealing with him. After taking away the Spatial Ring from their bodies, he also let them go.    

The reason why he let them go was naturally because he had his own considerations.    

One was naturally what he said, asking them to go back and prepare money to work for him.    

The second was that he didn't want to kill his fellow disciples as soon as he joined the Saint Asura Sect.    

Of course, there was another important point besides that. It was also the most important point.    

That was, he was in a good mood.    

After reforging all the bones in his body and transforming his physique, Ao Lingchen could feel that his strength had increased by a large margin, and it was a whole new level compared to before.    

With Ao Lingchen's knowledge, he felt that even if he couldn't compare to those so-called young tycoons, he wouldn't be far from them.    

Ao Lingchen was also looking forward to the battle between Stage of Martial Sect and Stage of Martial King.    

If there was a chance, he wouldn't mind giving it a try.    

According to the mark on the map, Ao Lingchen soon arrived at a tall and magnificent building.    

This was a nine-story tall building. It looked like it was made of wood, and it was filled with an ancient aura, as if it had been there for some time.    

Nine was the extreme.    

The limit.    

This pavilion in front of him had nine floors, and it probably had some other meaning.    

The Dao of Exalts, nine was the Extreme Realm.    

Ao Lingchen stood in front of this pavilion that was filled with an ancient aura. With his senses toward the Force Of Heaven And Earth, he could tell that there was a heaven defying formation around this pavilion.    

There was a Spirit Gathering, a killing formation, a trap formation, and some very rare formations that connected with the surrounding natural energies.    

It could be said that there was a massive killing formation around this building.    

If anyone dared to do anything to the killing formation, or tried to destroy the building, they would most likely be destroyed by the Heaven-defying Killing Formation.    

There was no need for people to guard the building. The surrounding killing formation had already turned the Sutra Library into an impregnable fortress.    

Thinking about the many cultivation techniques and techniques of Saint Asura Sect hidden here, Ao Lingchen understood that these killing formations were very normal.    

This was an important place for the Saint Asura Sect.    

"Sutra Library!"    

Ao Lingchen muttered to himself as he raised his head and looked at the black and red plaque above the door of the first floor.    

This plaque seemed to be made of indestructible Black Heavenly Iron. There was only one characteristic of this material, and that was its toughness.    

It was also because of this characteristic that experts liked to add some Black Heavenly Iron into their Divine Weapons. This was to make their Divine Weapons harder and more durable.    

However, because of the rarity of Black Heavenly Iron, very few people would use this material to forge Heaven Level Divine Weapons.    

This kind of spirit material was usually used to forge King Weapons.    

Ao Lingchen knew that the weapon forged with the Heavenly Profound Iron was the sect guarding sword of Essence Sword Sect. Zihong Sword.    

The sharpness of the Zihong Sword was also related to this kind of spiritual material.    

In the Desolate Domain, a divine weapon that was completely forged from Profound Heaven Black Iron like the Zihong Sword was very rare. If one encountered a piece, it was something that could only be chanced upon by luck.    

A fist sized Profound Heaven Black Iron could at least be exchanged for several Heaven Level martial skills.    

At this moment, the plaque in front of the building's entrance was made of a large piece of Mysterious Heavenly Black Iron.    

If the experts of Desolate Domain saw such a large piece of Heavenly Profound Iron being used as a plaque, they would probably scold it for squandering.    

However, this seemed to be a very ordinary plaque in the Saint Asura Sect, the overlord of Haotian Domain.    

On the plaque, there were three big words written in a flamboyant manner.    

These three words contained the power of the Profound Heaven Black Iron. They penetrated deep into it and left clear marks on it.    

Looking at these three words, Ao Lingchen's mind was a little shaken.    

The Profound Heaven Black Iron was known for its hardness, but there was actually someone who could write and write deeply into it. What kind of powerful strength was this?    

Furthermore, just staring at the plaque made Ao Lingchen feel as if his mind was being shaken.    

Perhaps these three words were written by an expert above the Martial King realm. The Martial King might not even be able to do it. It was very likely that it was written by a Martial Emperor expert.    

However, what Ao Lingchen did not know was that these three words were written by a Mighty Martial Ruler.    

It was also written by a Mighty Martial Ruler. This plaque had such a magical power, and just by looking at it from afar, one would be shocked to the core.    

It was also because of the passage of time that this concept had become restrained.    

If not, this plaque's Concept would be able to suppress and kill the Martial King Expert.    

The will of a Mighty Martial Ruler wasn't something that could be easily endured.    

As the saying went, a Mighty Martial Ruler could kill a person with a single glance.    

Ao Lingchen retracted his gaze and took a deep breath, "I wonder what the Sutra Library of Saint Asura Sect will be like. I'm really looking forward to it."    

As he spoke, he started walking towards the entrance of the Sutra Library.    

In his heart, he was looking forward to the building in front of him.    

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